Key Glock - Talk My Shit lyrics

Hit 'em with the Jab buddah Bless this beat

Hold up, real quick, let me talk my shit
They like who the fuck is this
With this ice ass wrist? (Glock)
And this fresh ass fit and this bad ass bitch
How the fuck he get her? Man
This bitch too thick i’m courtside in Dior
Yeah I'm courtside with your daughter
(yeah, yeah)
Chicken strips and fries what I order, uh
And please don't forget the honey mustard
(Baby, please, uh)
She like she gotta pee, I said, "Go, ho
" I can’t miss the quarter (Go)
I do this shit with ease
I put the E in extortion (yeah)
But I been comin' down lately
'cause I been tourin', yeah
Madison Square Garden, I seen 'Bron score 40
Uh (On God)
Man, I swear to God
In New York I had my forty (New York)
Money real tall so you cannot call me Shorty
(Uh, uh) with the same gang, never change
Just like Jordan
My bankroll enormous, just like Norbit
Girlfriend, yup, got them big Benjamins
Big backends, yup, big dividends (Racks)
And that Benz, it's so fast
It blend in with the wind
I need a house so big that the den got a den
(Goddamn, the fuck?)

Let me talk my shit
Hold up, real quick, let me talk my shit
(On God) let me talk my shit
Hold up, real quick, let me talk my shit

Young nigga lit (Lit)
This young nigga lit (yeah)
I hit my first lick and
Didn't look back ever since, uh
Nigga, that ain't this, yeah
I need every cent (yeah)
I need mine like a pimp
(yeah) , six figures on my fit (yeah)
Let me kick my shit
(What?) , these shoes cost your rent
Bitch can’t get shit
Might just give her a hint (Bitch)
I park the whip in the VIP
But I didn’t get some lip (yeah)
On my pistol I grip
(Fire) , the only time I bust quick, yeah
Yeah

Let me talk my shit (Hold up)
Hold up, real quick, let me talk my shit
(yeah) bitch, let me talk my shit
Hold up, real quick, let me talk my shit

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